"Well I'm not gonna be of much help on the ship. If you want, you can start on it, I-" Hiccup stopped and stared at the dragon on Nina's head as the eyes seemed to widen slightly. "I keep seeing that thing move. Are you sure it's dead?"
"Yes, I'm sure," she said. "It's probably just twitching. Sometimes the dead do that."
"Ah." There was a slightly strained silence.
Nina looked around the room, cookie box still in her hands. She looked down at it and felt Herby start slipping. She tucked him back so he wasn't falling off. She decided to break the silence. "Are you sure you want me to work on the ship without you?" She set the cookie box on his bedside table.
"Yeah, I'm sure. It could take a while for my leg to recover," he said. He chuckled. "Better a cut than to have it cut off, right?"
"Ha, yeah. Frankly, twiggy, it's amazing to me that you've managed to not lose a single limb yet," she joked, poking him in the shoulder.
"Y-Hey!" he protested in an equally teasing manner. "At least I went in there."
"What? The heat chased me out. If you can't handle the heat, it's probably too intense," she said, quoting her father.
They laughed and then Hiccup yawned, covering it with a fist. Nina smiled gently. "I'll let you get some rest. Enjoy those cookies," she said heading for the stairs. "Again, sorry they're not the best."
"They're fine, Nina. Thanks for bringing them," he said. It looked to her like he wanted to say something more but stopped himself. "And...thanks. For everything, and always being there for me." They smiled at each other
"Well, don't worry about it. Just concern yourself with healing. You've been there for me when it counts," she said, just loud enough for him to hear.
"See ya later," he said.
"In a while," she replied. Then she retreated down the stairs and headed back to the forest.